I happen to talk to myself a lotand out loudI come by this, I think in part because oftime spent in hospital, after an operationsharing a roomwith a lovely woman, whose name was VioletViolet happened to have, I guess one…
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Yesterday, in the midst of everyday ordinarytaskson my way up the stairs, with a basketof laundryI noticed the appearance of a very brightrainbowon the closet door and I stopped here, in this momentto just take it inthen as we do…
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A winter storm that strangely comeswith thunder and frequentwild flashes of lightning under the great weightof heavy wet snowa large branch falls from a treein the gardenand crashes to the ground… the loss of someonewho has been fighting their own…
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Today in sunshine, I am thinking with gratitudeof a dear heartwho has a birthday today and also in the many memoriesof my dear Dad as wellI am listening to the soundtrack from Waking Ned Devinewhich I love in no small…
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Listening is a magnetic and strange thing, a creative force. The friends who listen to us are the ones we move toward. When we are listened to, it creates us, makes us unfold and expand.~ Karl A. Menninger The nature…
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It is the kind of morning,where pink slipper crocs and a hand-me-downoversizedFall Out Boy sweatshirt, charcoal sweatpantsand freshly washed hairare perfectly acceptableoutdoor weara lovely cool breeze aiding the billows of whitein periodically covering up the sunbehind themjustblue after coffee together,my…
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Yesterday, while I’m at workhe picks up a lovely large antique mirror that I’d been eyeingbrings it home, hangs it on the wallnever mentionsI come in tired, talk to the doggo up to change my clotheswhen I come down, I…
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I’ve been reading a terrific bookabout circumstance, homelessnessstrength, endurance andin the end, theone foot in front of the other kind ofwalkingalso, the healing nature ofnatureand of love as I read, I have felt myself to a muchmuchlesser degree, struggling alongthrough…
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It feels a great luxury to fully breathe indeeplyto step outside, the morning still darklight provided from the damp pilingof snowreflecting I guess, the colourof theskycurrent precipitation spits like rainbut the air feels fresh,so I breathe it in, as best…
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I wanted to tell you,how last night as the sun was settingthe lower sky became a fantastic rosy, orange glowand one small gorgeous pink cloudfloatedover me andI wanted to tell you how encouraging it can beafter dingy skiffs of snow…
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